Farewell to the mountains, whose maizes to me Were more beautiful far than Eden could be No fruit was forbidden but nature had spread Her bountiful board and her children were fed The hills were our garners our herds wildly grew And nature was shepherd and husband, man too I felt like a monarch, yet thought like a man As I thanked the Great Giver and worshiped His plan The home I forsake where my offspring grows The grave I forsake where my children reborn The home I redeem from the savage and wild The home I have loved as a father, his child The corn that I planted, the fields that I cleared The flocks that I've raised and the cattle I reared The wife of my bosom, farewell to ye all In the land of the stranger, I rise or I fall Farewell to my country, I've fought for thee well When the savage rushed forth like the demons from hell In peace or in war, I have stood by thy side My country for thee, I have lived, would have died But I'm a cast off, my career now is done I must wander abroad like the Prodigal Son Where the wild savage droves and the broad Prairies spread The fallen despised, will again go ahead